I’m always enthusiastic about new things, especially when they are food related. So when I got the invitation from The Swedish Embassy in Rome and my friend Chef Görgen Tidén I’ve been counting the days to open a window on the Swedish cuisine and to try their food.
“Have you not noticed that the wild flowers are becoming scarcer every year? It may be that their wise men have told them to depart till man becomes more human. Perhaps they have migrated to heaven.”
― Kakuzō Okakura, The Book of Tea
Dal paese di Roccamorice ci vuole veramente poco per raggiungere l’eremo di San Bartolomeo, sia in termini di tempo che di spazio.
Ma una volta che, lasciata la piana, si scende per il sentiero, ad ogni passo il viandante (che bella questa parola!) avverte distintamente che sta per inoltrarsi in una dimensione assolutamente inedita per i ritmi di vita a cui siamo abituati. … L’Eremo di San Bartolomeo in Legio
When I first arrived in Abruzzo, about 25 years ago, a very wise and dear friend took me to Roccalascio on a dull November morning. It was cold and snowflakes started to fall when we walked through the ghost village. Nobody was there, except the two of us. The magic of the moment was so perfect that, from then on, for me Roccacalascio is THE PLACE where to be wildly and immensely happy.